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The underground beast battle arena was completely silent. Almost everyone held their breath at this moment. Many people had their necks stiffened and subconsciously swallowed their saliva.

Is this a mad god … Everyone muttered to themselves.

In the arena, Ling Yan's black hair was barbed, his eyes were blood-red, and his eyes were ice-cold. His black clothes fluttered in the air without any wind!

A violent and tyrannical aura continuously poured out from his body. Even though they were separated by a great distance, everyone could feel that their hearts were beating chaotically.

Did the God of Berserkers go berserk... How terrifying, but … Too cool!

Some of Ling Yan's hardcore fans quickly reacted, and in an instant, they all went crazy. Some of the men seemed to have transgender, "ripping" their shirts off, and then wildly waved them around as they screamed.

"Mad God, I love you, ahh …"

"Mad God, give me a chance to have a meal together …"

"Mad God, look at me! Look at me!"

"No, no, you should look at me. Look at me, Mad God!"

"…"

Ling Yan, who was inside the metal cage, didn't seem to hear the crazy shouts of the surrounding people. After throwing away the Violent Demon Ape, he walked towards it with large strides.

Dong, dong, dong!

Ling Yan's footsteps weren't as dull and powerful as the Violent Demon Ape's, but it was as if he was stomping on the beat of everyone's heart, resonating with their hearts, causing them to feel a sudden pain in their chests.

He didn't think that a peak first level Mortal Core martial artist would have such power. Although this tempo didn't affect him too much, it was because his strength was much higher than Ling Yan's. If it was several levels lower …

The martial artists at the fifth or third level of the Mortal Birth Stage turned their gazes to the martial artists at the side as they thought about this.

As he expected, those several martial artists were holding onto their chests, frowning as their faces paled, especially Little Mi. His body was curling up, and cold sweat dripped down from his forehead, forcing him to use his true essence to resist this strange force.

If a martial artist was like this, then the spectators in the beast battle arena were in an even worse situation. Several of them jumped up and down a few times, and then their bodies began to twitch and they began to froth at the mouth.

Seeing this, Wen Na's face changed. She stretched out her delicate hand and pressed a red button at the bottom right corner of the electronic screen.

At this moment, a layer of transparent blue light appeared around the metallic cage, enveloping it in its entirety in an instant.

This was a protective measure of the underground beast arena. It was able to cut off the transmission of energy and energy, and it was used to prevent the blue martial artist's vicious beasts from overflowing with power and injuring the audience.

After all, those that came to watch the beast fighting arena were all from the upper class society of South Tong City. Although they did not have much strength, they had a deep background and even though the beast fighting arena was very resourceful, they did not want to get into any small trouble.

Once the blue light enveloped the metallic cage, everyone began to feel better. A few people began to pant heavily as shock filled their eyes.

In a corner of the last row of the beast fighting arena.

Pu Dong had already been awake for a long time. There was no helping it, he was also a fan of the Mad God. It's just that he wasn't as crazy as some people.

At the moment, he was staring at the mad god in the metal cage with doubt in his heart.

'This is strange. Why does this aura feel so familiar? It's as if I've seen it somewhere before … '

Pu Dong raised his eyebrows and frowned as he pondered.

That's right!

Suddenly, Pu Dong slapped his thigh and his eyes instantly widened. He remembered!

The Crimson Nimbus Martial School's actual combat.

Ling Yan!